On Being Mom

It’s been a week since my lil’ baby went to school. It was such a relief to learn that he can adapt well with new environment. Being overly protective, I end up checking on him everytime I hit the ground floor.  Having our lil’ baby here with us is such a blessing. I feel that my husband and I bonded so much closer. Our last weekend was spent mostly @the house. My routine now starts as early as 4 a.m. for it is our lil’ baby’s feeding time. Right after that, I will need to press clothes for Baba and myself. Next on the list is to pack lil’ baby’s bag for school. If I have a chance, I catch a wink of sleep for a while. Surprisingly, I enjoy doing these stuffs, and waking up early is not a burden at all, anymore. 

I sleep rather early nowadays. And I am pretty sure that tonight will be the same. Unless, our lil’ baby throws tantrum. At 10 p.m. everynight I shall be off to Dreamland. Leaving my husband to attend lil’ baby if he stills wide awake, of course. For tomorrow morning, it is my turn to babysit lil’ baby. 

I’m in a learning process now. Trying to understand on how to distinguish between lil’ baby’s cries for food or because he’s sleepy. To avoid ruining my working attire (especially whenever I’m wearing dark-coloured kurungs) with little white spots, I’ve learned to place lil’ baby’s towel on my shoulder for he oftens spit up after been burped. These are just a few things I’ve learned. Surely there’ll be more coming. Soon. 

From what I know, I believe the two of us; my husband and I are adjusting to our new found love. 

Our angel.

Our lil’ baby.

Our undomiel. 

Muhamad Rifqi Naufal.